Sharp Song Lyrics-Wale

[Intro – Wale talking]K.B. what up? Jonas what up? Haha. Check it. Uh[Chorus – Wale]And it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, niggaAnd it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor bladeHa, uh

[Verse 1 – Wale]It’s nothin’ like where I come fromThat’s why I shed light on the darker I come formNigeria inspired to talk drumThe soul proprietor on the globe from our sunI own itNow everybody on itMy mind’s so bright when that when I go in you can’t notice it no mo’So if I talk down to a manNot only do I enlighten but I provide a tanHoppin’ out a vanBraggin’ because I amDraped in green and red like flag of SudanWhile you pretend, and you niggas so pretentiousI love a Tracey Ross but I don’t keep a girlfriend, lookWarm is a pen from the hand from the headThat whatever it creates it will land in the handIn the pack of the groupThey lack what I doYou would think that I had a match for a toothAnd I snap like Bob Backland in the boothTo bad bitches I’m about as bashful as LukeI Freaknik’s and the SwishersTwo dyke bitches while I’m filmin’ them picnic, yumThe District’s sonProdigal, the ProdigyThat’s Mobb Deep and that is no punDoStraight bad bitches I run, throughI put out when I’m cummin’I love to be redundantSo I’m hopin’ that your period is punc-tualOn timeOne rhymeWale Folarin huhHoller at me

[Chorus – Wale]And it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, niggaAnd it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor bladeHa[Verse 2 – Torae]The bars razor blade sharp and noCold, Antarctic flow, rap nigga, you want to knowSee my name on a flier then you ought to goMy arsenal, makes for an awesome showAnd the discography, somethin’ you got to seeIt’s like I snatched names off of classic LP’sI guess I sort of did and I call it DailyConversation, abbreviation I made it D.C.The home of Wale, formerly home of meI did a little stint, shout out to the south eastAnd slid back north of course to pen moreAwesome thoughts, record and forward to y’allUnderrated so I over chargeBars is over y’allThey hot now, when Tor’ drop it’s over for ’emI’m light years ahead of you right tiersSo the homie Wale can leave the hook rightJeah[Chorus – Wale]And it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, niggaAnd it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor bladeHa, uh[Chorus 2 – Kingpin Slim]And it weighs a tonMy name’s Kingpin Slim and I’ma son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor bladeHa[Verse 3 – Kingpin Slim]I’m important to the impostorsBoppersThey impressed with my pimp postureTeam shine hard, you’ll squint at the rosterFuck around you gon’ need a stint at the doctorsClown be carefulFuck boys you should fearfulWe tote toast like we carefulCheersI flash smiles at the mean looksGot a little too much confidence and seem shookUse my watch as a pawn to get your queen tookI got a fetish for fresh, I’m a clean crookAnd I don’t need a coupon when I cop a CoupeCause I’m a baller all y’all niggas do is lock the hoopYou’re sayin’ that’s your girlShe’s a prostituteI treat Arnette like a net when I stop and shootSwishEven if I miss she gon’ reboundHomie, got the industry watchin’ DMV nowI know they gon’ see me unless they senileI pray I stay up out the grave and the penileMeanwhileI’m convertible coastin’I ain’t play no more I converted to coachin’And I rarely get credit so I keep cash with meCocaine is a hell of drug, ask WhitneyYeah, this is creativity on CreatineD.C. about to blow, we know cause we the guillotine[Chorus – Wale]And it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade under the tongue, niggaAnd it weighs a tonDub A.L.E., such a son of a gunAnd I master every trade under the sunTalk sharp like a razor blade